Tuesday, October 21, 2008

what? who? where?


Last night I started a fire in the microwave.  I just wanted to soften the butter a bit.  But I had it on a napkin and it was in one of those foil wrappers.  zap, zap, zap and the napkin went up in flames.

Last night I let the dog out to potty and forgot her.  We usually let her right back in but I got distracted, apparently.  Some time later my daughter started looking for her and couldn't find her.  Then I remembered letting her out.  She was calmly sitting by the door waiting.  

Last night I went to bed and left the garage door open.  I wondered why it was so cold in the house.  I didn't lock the door between the house and the garage because my hubby was working late and not home yet.

If you see a gray, slightly wrinkled, slightly used thing... you know that thing.  I can't think of the name.....  well, anyway, return it please, ASAP.  The wind whistling through my ears is driving the dog nuts.

13 comments:

  1. Sounds like we could be related :)

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  2. Um.. I think it's called estrogen that you are looking for.. LOL!
    hugs!

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  3. Um.. I think it's called estrogen that you are looking for.. LOL!
    hugs!

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  4. LOL. Could be hormones or just too much going on for you. So give me an update on the microwave fire. Was it self-contained?

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  5. I just blotted it out with another napkin. It would have burned out on it's own, though I imagine. Smelled like roasted marshmallows!

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  6. I was trying to get my broken washer to spin so I opened the lid and held down the little thingy so it would operate. It was spinning and then a bottle of bleach jiggled off and fell into the spinning washing machine. The tub made a big dent in the front, the water sprayer fell out, and a few pieces of plastic flew. Well, guess what? It worked as well as it hadn't before. Traded it in. The bleach bottle healed its own dents.

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  7. We all have days like that. Don't we?

    A prisoner of hope,
    Megan

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  8. Moms - glad it didn't cause more of a problem and it fixed something - that doesn't happen too frequently.

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  9. Oh I see.. those crazy days are hereditary. ;) I must be related. :)

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  10. I hate it when stuff like that happens. Yesterday, I realized the family room window was open - for the last few days. Oh well.
    - Jo

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  11. The one good thing about doing several things that make you doubt your own sanity is that it makes for a great blog.

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